The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 59

Pram stared at his horrendous beloved car, hitting a tree by the roadside. The front glass is shattered and the hood dents on the right side. He was grateful that there were no casualties, only a meatball cart that rolled not far from where he stood and an old man who wept over balls of various sizes that were messy and partially crushed by the wheels of the vehicle.

The man smiled with both hands bent at the waist. This is his second car that Kailla destroyed because of their quarrel. Although this time he himself made the car kiss friendly with old banyan trees on the side of the road.

Shortly after, the black Alphard stopped right in front of Pram. Bayu and Sam are surprised to stare at the car that is now the center of everyone's attention.

"Sam, please take Kailla home. I still have to take care of everything" Pram said.

"Yes, sir."

"Begging Ricko to bring the car here" Pram continued.

"Yes, sir." Sam said, rushing over to Kailla who was still faithfully waiting in the car.

Pram's view turned to Bayu. "Bay, please take care of that father. Tell him I will replace all his troubles," Pram orders his beloved assistant as he points towards the owner of the meatball wagon lamenting his fate.

From the direction of the shaggy car, Kailla looked out with an annoyed grunt face. It seemed, the young mother was again engaged in a debate with her assistant.

"I don't want to go home alone. We go home together!" Kaila stood in front of her husband with both hands on her waist.

"Kai, don't do this. Why wait for me. Poor kids waiting for you at home." Pram.

"No, our problem is not finished. I'm not gonna give my husband a chance with that little girl. It could have been after I left .. you would have come to the white snake silu'man and hugged him because I hit him earlier, "kaila said staring intently at her husband.

"No way, Kai. Trust me."

"You can't be trusted anymore. I've given you complete trust, but what's going on? You let yourself be pecked by a poisonous snake, "kaila grumbled, annoyed.

Pram let out a long sigh, trying to patiently face Kailla. At this time, being patient and giving up is the best option to maintain the integrity of the household. He could not defend himself and gave Kailla understanding while his wife's brain was still controlled by emotions.

"Here, don't fight here. Shame on those who are watching us. Household matters are not everyone's spectacle. Let's go home." Pram. Grabbing the wife's arm and taking Kailla into a black car parked near them.

Looks like Pram told Bayu to take care of his car. Kailla was still shrouded in emotion and anger, it was impossible to oppose her at a time like this.

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Along the way Kailla still nagged and did not stop grumbling. Every time Pram remembered that Keisya kissed and hugged, his blood boiled again. The young mother needs an impingement. She wanted to beat her husband to the point of being sprawled and helpless, but she could not.

"Alright, Kai. It's just a misunderstanding. I'm sorry for you. Didn't I explain to you .. how things are. How does Keisya ...."

"But you lied! You didn't tell me that snot boy kissed you, hugged you," Kailla's scolding still didn't want to end. His hands clenched, hitting his own thighs.

"Indeed ... If yesterday I came out, you could accept and forgive me?" ask Pram.

"NO! I'm not as good as you. I can't just forgive you and Keisya. He kissed my husband. MY HUSBAND! Any wife can take it!" Kailla's tone grew higher, staring intently at her husband.

Pram can only keep his mouth shut. He does not want to argue with Kailla who will eventually make the problem increase and find no way out.

Kailla still grumbles until the car they boarded goes into the yard.

Kailla doesn't care. The young mother got off her private vehicle and slammed the car door. Running towards the house with anger that has not subsided, Kailla ignores Pram who constantly calls out her name.

"Dear."

"Nr ..."

"Darling ...." Hurriedly descending and chasing after Kailla, Pram cannot let his wife vent anger on everyone in the house. He saw for himself the fireball that was still burning in Kailla's beautiful eyes.

"Kai, I beg you. I'm sorry." Pram grabbed Kailla's arm when he caught up.

"SUFFICIENT, DEAR!" snapped Kailla pointed her index finger at Pram's face.

"No need to persuade me. I don't want to make peace with you. Remember .. we ...." Kailla was unable to continue her sentence when Mother Citra suddenly came out from inside the house.

"You're home yet?" asked Mother Citra staring in wonder. The twilight-aged woman caught the scent of quarrels between the child and her daughter-in-law. He saw for himself Kailla pointing towards her son with reddened eyes.

"Yes, Ma. I stopped by Pram's office. Sorry for not telling my mom first. Kids aren't fussy, are they?" Kailla lowered her emotions when dealing with Ibu Citra.

It's a household matter. Kaila doesn't want anyone to interfere in it. Moreover, the mertunya is old, should not be crammed with problems and Pram.

Citra's mother shook her head. "No," he said flatly. The old woman still had a question in her mind.

Kaila turned to the side and smiled flatly at the husband.

"I'm still keeping your good name in front of Mama. I know ... all this time you did the same thing and tried to cover up my shortcomings in front of Mama. I don't want you to be disappointed to know everything either." Kailla whispered.

"But that doesn't mean that our problems are solved" Kailla continued. His voice was barely audible. He did not want his quarrel and Pram was known to Ibu Citra. Kaila knew, if her mother-in-law knew all, Pram would be taken all out.

Deg-

Stunned PRAM. The man thought Kailla would complain. It turns out that beyond her expectations, Kailla kept her mistakes in front of her mother.

"Ma, where are you going?" ask Pram. His gaze was fixed on the back of the wife who was moving into the house.

"You're home. Mama's tired, Pram. Mama's gonna take a break."

"Ma, stay at my house tonight. I have something to talk to Mama about." Pram pleaded with a face. He needs his mother to keep Kailla's emotions stable. The presence of Ibu Citra can make his wife soften and a little calm.

"Well! Is there a problem?" Ibu Citra was surprised.

Kaila who could still hear her husband's words immediately turned around. The mother of the twins was standing in the middle of the door with her hands on her waist. The widened eyeballs were about to swallow her husband round. When he wants to continue the fight, Pram deliberately uses his mother-in-law to end it all.

"Ma, you better rest at Mama's house. Don't listen to Pram. Here the kids will make your break interrupted" Kailla said. The young mother tried to hold her tone so that it sounded soft while looking at the back of Mother Citra who stood behind her.

"Didn't you promise to spend the night with me, honey," Kailla said, not knowing her shame. Her voice was spoiled, but her gaze was like a starving lioness. He was ready to pounce and tear Pram apart until he was not left.

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